Giants hunting: The gold master holds the little cute wife alone

Ivor's furrowed eyebrows loosened slightly, but what came from the other end of the phone was not Su Wenqian's resentful and unwilling voice, but some rapid panting.

"Su Wenqian?"

The magnetic voice passed through the phone, and the gasp on the other side paused slightly, and then the phone was hung up the next moment.

Ivor's eyes fell on the door in front of him.

He reached out and twisted the doorknob, and the door was locked.

He calmly took out a black bank card from his wallet, and then swiped the card across the door lock.

After dozens of seconds, the door was opened.

Although it has been a long time since he tried the door opening technique, it is obvious that he has not forgotten this craft.

Ivor walked into the room and closed the door behind his back.

In a somewhat dim room, there was a person lying on the big bed.

Ivor heard from the movement just now that there seemed to be something wrong with Su Wenqian, so he walked over to see what happened to Su Wenqian.

But the sound of the script caught the attention of the trembling person lying under the quilt.

"It's you! How did you come in! Get out!"

Su Wenqian's tone was unsteady, but her eyes were full of surprise.

In Ivor's ears, Su Wenqian's voice was weak and mosquito-flying. Her face was covered with sweat, her hair was disheveled, and her cheeks were abnormally red. His judgment was correct, but there seemed to be something wrong with Su Wenqian's body.

"What's wrong with you?"

Ivor walked straight over, not paying attention to Su Wenqian's resisting eyes, and directly placed the will on Su Wenqian's forehead.

The cold hand felt like rain on the scorching skin, Su Wenqian even unconsciously rubbed that hand with her forehead.

Ivor raised his eyebrows, and his gaze crossed Su Wenqian's slightly trembling voice.

She probably had a bath, and she was wearing a bathrobe. At this moment, the strap of the bathrobe was half loose, revealing her porcelain white skin, but at this moment, the porcelain white was stained with rouge, like when firing porcelain. Like the blush dyed by the master's essays, it is shockingly beautiful.

Probably after discovering her behavior, Su Wenqian's eyes became clearer and she immediately backed away, wanting to leave Ivor's palm. She didn't know why she suddenly felt hot all over her body after eating and just going to sleep, feeling uncomfortable The illusion of being baked by a raging fire.

Something was stirring in her body, and she couldn't restrain it.

This man's cold fingertips had a great attraction for her at this moment, which made her irresistible.

This is not right!

The little reason left told Su Wenqian, but Su Wenqian's reason disappeared in the next second.

She didn't know that her hand climbed up Ivor's body uncontrollably, the soft skin rubbed against the haute couture suit, and Ivor grabbed her hand as it moved in other directions.

He patted Su Wenqian's face lightly.

"Did you get drugged?"

Ivor felt that Su Wenqian's state was very similar to the mood of those women who had taken drugs that he had seen in some nightclubs in the United States.

This mood of wanting to be ravaged by others.

Su Wenqian regained some sanity by this slap, and if she wanted to push this man away, she should really go to 120 or directly to Su Ling.

"...Those dishes..."

Su Wenqian's bewildered eyes fell on the cart.

With a twinkle in Ivor's eyes, he let go of Su Wenqian, then walked over, picked up some of the remaining salad and put it into his mouth. He only tasted a little before he noticed the clue.

It does appear to have been drugged.

He went to the bathroom, put a pool of warm water in the bathtub, then went to the bed and carried Su Wenqian, who had softened into a puddle of water, into the bathroom, and put him in the bathtub.

Su Wenqian shuddered after being suddenly thrown into water lower than body temperature.

Staring at Ivor miserably, Su Wenqian, who has completely lost his sanity at this moment, doesn't even know how to be angry.

Ivor tore off Su Wenqian's bathrobe, and a perfect and slender body appeared in front of him without any concealment.

His eyes sank, and Ivor's Adam's apple moved.

That mature body is extremely beautiful, in the warm water, in the smoke, Su Wenqian's pitiful and innocent eyes can easily seduce any man's impulse.

Ivor bent down, his cold fingertips slid across the tender skin, and landed on the pale marks on the abdomen.

Was it where Su Yu was born?

He didn't know what kind of thoughts this woman had in mind to give birth to that child.

If it was purely the relationship between the big benefactor and the foster actor, then the scene would have ended after Jiang Shaoxiao's "death".

But it's not over.

The child with Jiang Shaoxiao's blood has grown up well, and this woman said she still loves Jiang Shaoxiao.

Is this the power of love?

So Jiang Shaoxiao back then was also immersed in such feelings, so he exiled himself thinking that Su Wenqian was dead.Escaping from reality, giving up your own memory?

"Young owl..."

A soft, almost breathing sound came from his ears.

A soft snowflake-like kiss fell on his cheek.

Ivor was stunned, looking at the woman in front of him who confusedly regarded him as another man: "You are finally here..."

After so long, I finally saw this man again in my dream.

Breathing stagnantly, Ivor didn't move his body away, and let Su Wen's soft and boneless body lean on him, and he didn't care that the custom-made suit was stained with water, and the sound of slightly rapid breathing fell on his body. Behind the ear, Su Wenqian rested her head on his shoulder, a gesture of pure attachment.

In the mist, Ivor's body gradually stiffened, and some memory fragments suddenly appeared in his mind, and they rushed towards his head.

The sudden stabbing pain in his head made him tilt his body and almost fell directly.

Su Wenqian was hit by his action and fell directly into the pool, sinking into the warm water.

Such a temperature made Su Wenqian's body feel better, and the abnormal blush on her face gradually faded away.

And Ivor, who was half kneeling on the ground, was involuntarily digesting his sudden memory.

After a while, Ivor raised his head, threw down his wet suit, and saw that Su Wen's shallow breathing in the bathtub had returned to normal, and the expression on his face was not abnormal. He took it out again and put it on the bed outside.

"I didn't expect you to be a fat girl since childhood..."

Ivor squinted his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, brushed his palm across Su Wenqian's side face, and lay down on the bed himself.

Every recovery of memory will bring him some pain, and it is better to know when he can recall all the memories.

But this is already an improvement.

At least now he has remembered what "Jiang Shaoxiao" went through before he was a teenager.

And Su Ling.

The next day.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Su Wenqian's biological clock made her wake up on time. She was confused and struggled to raise her head from the quilt to check the time, but she couldn't find the phone after touching it for a long time. Could it be that she put it under the quilt last night? ?

She changed her hand to touch her mobile phone again, but she didn't expect to touch a warm body.

She was stunned.